Saturday, October 31, 2009
Friday, October 30, 2009
Thursday, October 29, 2009
Wednesday, October 28, 2009
Tuesday, October 27, 2009
Monday, October 26, 2009
© 2008 David W. Lacy
Sunday, October 25, 2009
Kudos, Ms. Tyler.
Anne Tyler of Baltimore, MD.
National Book Critics Circle Award,
Several novels committed to film by Hollywood.
Saturday, October 24, 2009
NFL, seventeen years
Football Hall of Fame
Official website: http://www.yatittle.net/
Friday, October 23, 2009
A couple old maples.
Thursday, October 22, 2009
And what was he? A bad man who robbed and killed people. Go figure.
See also this
Charles Arthur Floyd, February 3, 1904 – October 22, 1934
Wednesday, October 21, 2009
Actually, Foghorn Leghorn would be the perfect choice.
[Happy Birthday, granddaughter Suzanne]
Tuesday, October 20, 2009
What you might have watched in May, 1960. And there were no commercials suggesting that you "see Alice" or that ED (and Mrs.) can be happy if only he will use Le---ra or Vi--ra. I have tried honestly to keep this blog "family friendly." But sometimes a rant just has to get out. I am sick of this crap on my TV; and I certainly do not mean after the midnight hour, or on blockable cable channels. I'm talkin' after-supper time, before the kids go to bed time. Okay, I don't have any kids at home, but there are millions of American homes out there that do have, and they are watching this crap.
The pharmas ought to be ashamed of themselves, but they aren't, nor will they ever be. So long as they can promise "The Fountain of Youth," so long as there is a buck to be made, they will build and advertise any kind of "Feel Good Elixir" they can ideate. And good grief! we are so stupid we wonder why drug abuse by our young people is rampant. Mom does it, Dad does it, Grandpa is getting turned on. Okay, rant over, but I'm still mad.
Monday, October 19, 2009
The first thing most people question is my name. I was baptized Hugh Arlo Krup. When I started school in Koln, I was taught to write my name, "Hugh A. Krup." Donnie Danvers, seated next to me observed my paper and said, "What kind of name is Hug?" "Hugh, I said. It's Hugh."
"Yah," Lisl chimed in, "it's Hug, but I think Ugh! fits you perfectly." So I became Uggy on the spot and have been known by that moniker by friend, stranger, and foe since that fateful day.
It is not that I am unemployed, just, one might say, underemployed. I will take interesting assignments on short-term bases, but I have no desire to commit to long-term or serious engagements for which responsibility might devolve in any sort of unpleasant manner. I have lots of time on my hands. Pop parlayed a half-dozen years of hard work, some much-too-clever investments and unbelievable luck into a fortune which could modestly be described as substantial. Upon the departure of our dear parents from this vale of tears in a horrendous accident, the details of which I will spare you, my sister and I split the proceeds of the estate, per the conditions of the wills, then we split from each other. We had tolerated one another's existence for thirty years, she being two years younger but light years more responsible, more capable, blah, blah blah. In a word, the good child. She matriculated and ultimately graduated well (Mills), married well, and has the perfect life.
Yet you must not leap to the unwarranted conclusion that I am a wastrel or spendthrift. Mom may have raised a quasi-responsible would-be playboy, but she did not raise a stupid one. I recognized early on that if I was to live the lifestyle of my choosing, I would need to husband my resources with the intent that they should provide me a comfortable and pleasant life, no matter how long it might be. Thus, I created a trust for myself in which I am the sole beneficiary, and it is controlled and managed by a staid and responsible investment bank. I draw an annual income which provides for me quite nicely, being at the upper reaches of seven figures, American. I live well, but I suspect that no one knows just how well I could live were I of a mind to do so.
One might wonder about my relationship with the fairer sex. Yes, I have an eye for the ladies, and though I am currently single, and likely to remain so, I was once married, and happily. Jean and I met during our senior year at Cumberland. The relationship was indeed one "made in heaven." We dated for two years, became engaged. She was for three years my fiancee. Then one month after my twenty-sixth birthday, and on hers, we were married in Chelsea. Again, with no detail I will say that I obtained a junior position in a respectable law firm. Jean followed her profession in education and was an assistant superintendent in a large school district in the Midwestern state where we were residing at the time. Everything boded well for a wonderful life. Seven years after the wedding and nine months after the diagnosis, Jean died. I hate euphemisms, but in this case I may hate the blunt statement of fact even more. But I will not talk of her "passing" or discuss how much "better off" she is now.
© 2009 David W. Lacy
- What might we do with this guy? Can you picture a direction for his life?
[Happy Birthday, son Curt]
Sunday, October 18, 2009
For the scripture lesson today, Pastor Doug chose Luke 5, with particular emphasis on the first eleven verses, in which Jesus, teaching the people along the shore of Gennesaret, gets into Peter's boat and asks him to push off from shore. He then sits in the boat, continuing his teaching.
Who taught you to tie your shoes? The question is asked to illustrate the point that many things we learn are best mastered when we are shown how to do them. To the point: How do we learn to love unconditionally? We must be shown. Someone must model unconditional love for us. When we love unconditionally is when we are most like Jesus.
A Better Way to Love
- Better love thinks about others more than self.
- Better love makes the first move.
- Better love takes risks. (v.13, Jesus reaches out and touches the leper.)
- Better love goes the last 10%. (v. 20, Jesus says, "Your sins are forgiven. The leper had asked for physical healing. Jesus went beyond this and healed him spiritually.) To go that extra 10% may require saying a truth the recipient may not like. On the positive side, it may entail showing appreciation. Finish what you start.
When Jesus asks Peter to launch out into the deep, in spite of failure to catch overnight, in spite of having been up all night, Peter says, "Because you say." Then when the amazing catch is brought in, Peter bows at Jesus's knee and says, "Hangout somewhere else. We are not on the same wavelength." And Jesus says, "Follow me and you will catch men." The rest, as we say, is history.
No one becomes a better lover by accident. We must be empowered by the Holy Spirit.
As one young child reportedly said, "If you want to love better, start with someone you hate."
In scripture we find the commandment, "Love your enemies." It is when we love our enemies that we are most like Christ.
Love challenge for this week: For each decision you make at home, set aside your own desires and decide in light of what is best for your spouse and fits his/her desires most closely.
Image: Rembrandt van Rijn c. 1655, The Louvre
Saturday, October 17, 2009
Leigh vs. Laundry: "This award is bestowed on to blogs that are exceedingly charming.
These kind bloggers aim to find and be friends.
They are not interested in self-aggrandizement.
Our hope is that when the ribbons of these prizes are cut, even more friendships are propagated.
Please give more attention to these writers.
Deliver this award to six bloggers who must choose six more and include this text into the body of their award."
- Thus the award passes to these six.
Rita Hayworth 1918-1987,
born Margarita Carmen Cansino, October 17,1918, in Brooklyn, NY.
Friday, October 16, 2009
Thursday, October 15, 2009
I shall not say she is an 'enabler,' though. She does nag me about it. Nag is such a harsh word. Yes, she nags me about it. But she doesn't forbid it.
This is the 356th* post. Some of my favorites are as follows.
The excerpts from the "novella" about "Little Jo."
1. Little Jo 2. Chicago 3. I'm My Own Grandpa
Dad's battle with the interloper, Converting a Jay Bird.
Pastor Doug's sermon, The Person God Uses.
Milestone post, Joy and Happiness x300.
1. Ford Gallery 2. Orphans and Oddballs 3. Good Cars, Bad Cars 4. Foreign Iron
From the family history series:
On politics, Recess.
So, suddenly this feels too much like telling someone which of my children is my favorite.
Stop it, already.
Wednesday, October 14, 2009
"Send for your catalog right away. Not only will you survive the common cold; you'll thrive in it!"
Tuesday, October 13, 2009
Monday, October 12, 2009
Sunday, October 11, 2009
"We have to have a good dose of forgiveness if a marriage, or any relationship, is to survive." --Pastor Doug's introductory remark.
The scripture lesson is Matthew 18:19-35, in which Jesus tells the parable of the servant who was forgiven by the master, but who refused to forgive a fellow servant.
- Forgiveness is not easy.
- If we don't forgive, we allow satan a foothold in our life.
Are you "keeping score"? Any relationship that has a "scoreboard" is an unhealthy relationship.
Jesus said to Peter, Chill out, set your anger aside. In the parable, we see that the king was angrier about the lack of compassion than he was about the debt, which was probably the result of embezzlement.How we treat others matters more to God than how we treat Him.
Those who have been forgiven must forgive. "His mercies are new every morning." --Lamentations 3:23.
Why should I forgive?
- Satan. Failure to forgive gives him a foothold.
- Me. If you want peace instead of bitterness, you must forgive.
- You are not perfect. (Believe it or not.)
- Christ forgave you. As he said on the cross, "Paid in full."
You can't live in peace if you don't forgive.
How do I forgive?
- Make a decision to forgive. Whether you "feel" like forgiving is irrelevant.
- Say the words, "I forgive."
- When you forgive, forgive. We are not talking right or wrong.
- Forgive completely. Colossians 3:13 " -as the Lord forgave you."
- Forgive repeatedly. Pastor used the onion as an illustration. Forgiving may require peeling off layer after layer (forgiving over and over). The onion gets smaller AND there may well be some tears involved.
- Forgiving doesn't mean forgetting.
- Forgiving doesn't mean trusting. Forgiveness is granted, not earned. Trust is earned.
If you refuse to forgive someone, that person owns you, pushes your buttons.
Cautionary word. If there is an issue between you and another, certainly clear the air as you forgive. If, though, the person doesn't know you have harbored ill feelings, don't go to him with it. Just forgive it.